I know the feeling. Im just not as good as you when it comes to expressing it. Im just sad that you can't see that...

Acknowledgement

I never wanted it to be like this.
Yet I always knew it would.
I told you right from the start, how afraid I was that all this would happen.
And yet I was certain it would. And here we are.
Here I am, screwing up nonstop, just like I said I would.
And you will try to forgive me and carry on until you can't anymore.
Just like you've been doing the past few months.
Until it's over, until it's too much, until you're done.
I can tell you're not too far from that point.
And I? I can't control it, no matter how hard I try...
I'm just no use.
Useless wreck.
A useless piece of a broken little fuckin' girl with unresolved issues and an inferiority complex.
An now, just to add, a handful of other problems.
That's what I am, what I was, and what I'll be. A handful of trouble.
And I'm sorry. I don't wanna hurt you. But I just cant stop.
I'm a car out of control.
Just cant do it, I'm no good. I'm not strong enough. Not good enough. Not enough for you...